Chapter 100: The Second Round of Competition
Yuan Yang's body shook slightly, and her heart began to tense again, she looked at the chief examiner on the stage with all her attention, and only listened to the chief examiner say slowly: "From yesterday's thirty disciples to the current fifteen, since 'fifteen' is a singular number, it is impossible to compare two by two, so the head of the sect Immortal Venerable stipulates that I will randomly draw the number of a disciple from these fifteen disciples." ”
At this point, everyone can't help but look at me and I look at you, they don't understand the meaning of the examiner's words.
The examiner paused, and then said, "The disciple who was selected directly entered the next round of competition." ”
"What?" The fifteen disciples in the competition stage were a little sensational.
Yuan Yang chuckled in his heart, and said to himself: "In this way, isn't the disciple who was selected too lucky?" ”
The chief examiner made a gesture hoping that everyone would be quiet, and the fifteen disciples in the audience cast their eyes at the chief examiner, only to hear him say: "Listen to me, all the disciples, now I will first check the number of the winning disciples yesterday, and then start the drawing." ”
The disciples in the audience knew that they could not change what the examiner said, and they no longer had any objections at the moment, but only prayed in their hearts that they hoped that the examiner would be the one who would be selected.
The examiner coughed softly, raised his throat and said, "The disciples who won yesterday were No. 1, No. 4, No. 5, No. 7, No. 10, No. 12, No. 13, No. 16, No. 17, No. 20, No. 22, No. 23, No. 25, No. 28, and No. 29. The examiner paused and said, "I wrote all these numbers on fifteen small slips of paper, I will randomly draw one, which of you can be drawn by me, it is a matter of luck." When he finished speaking, he threw fifteen notes into a wooden box, shook them, and reached for them.
Seeing this, the disciples couldn't help but hold their breath, at this moment, Dugu Zisi actually looked at Yuan Yang, his eyes were complicated, Yuan Yang was stunned in his heart, and he didn't look over his head at the moment, no longer looking at her.
"Right now, I'm announcing the number of disciples I've drawn." The chief examiner's voice came, and all the disciples couldn't help but stand up straight, waiting for the chief examiner's announcement with their ears pricked up.
"Number sixteen."
Everyone couldn't help but sigh with a trace of regret, and Yuan Yang was also a little gloomy, and said in his heart: "Who is this sixteenth disciple?" It was so lucky. ”
Yuan Yang inadvertently caught a glimpse of Dugu Zisi smiling at this moment, and kept giving Yuan Yang a look of arrogance and contempt, Yuan Yang immediately lowered his head, and he was angry in his heart, and silently scolded Dugu Zisi several times.
Why is Dugu Zisi so proud? Rare No. 16 is Dugu Zisi? Yuan Yang speculated like this, so he was stunned, and only heard the examiner ask: "Disciple No. 16, please come out of the ranks." ”
When all the disciples heard this, they all stretched their necks to see who the sixteenth disciple was. In less than a moment, I saw a graceful woman slowly walk out, sacrifice the long sword glowing with moon-white light in her hand, and leap onto the competition platform.
The disciples were shocked, and some even whispered, "Sure enough, it's this senior sister of Jingshui Lake." ”
"I guess it's her, she was the best yesterday, and who knows that her luck today is also so good."
"Even if she doesn't win the lottery, she can still enter the next round with her superb skills......"
Yuan Yang heard it clearly, and pouted at the moment, a little resentful, but there was no way, who told God to stand on Dugu Zisi's side? But that's fine, then the second round of the competition won't meet Dugu Zisi, Yuan Yang thought like this, and suddenly felt better in his heart.
"Then, Jingshui Lake disciple Dugu Zisi, you will directly advance to the next competition." Although everyone knows it, the examiner still announced it.
"Thank you." Dugu Zisi saluted the examiner and returned to the bottom of the test table.
The examiner nodded, put his hands behind his back, and said, "Then the remaining disciples will compete in groups of two according to the number." One against four, five against seven, ten against twelve, thirteen against seventeen, twentieth against twenty-two, twenty-three against twenty-five, twenty-eight against twenty-nine. ”
The disciples nodded understandingly, and when the examiner saw that the disciples in the audience were ready, he struck the gong again and said, "The second round of the competition starts now!" Disciples 1 and 4 are invited to play! ”
Yuan Yang looked at the competition on the stage intently, the number one was Zhou Tongxian, who won the opening yesterday, and who was the number four, but Yuan Yang felt that his face was very raw, and he saw the two of them greeting on the stage, and Yuan Yang knew that the number four was Yang Yi from the fire building.
A stick of incense was lit, the competition started again, Zhou Tongxian immediately fought for the top with his "Yellow Sand Mantra", and then Yang Yi did not show weakness, the two fought each other, dozens of back and forth, but the more he looked at it, the more he felt a little urgent. Sure enough, the second round of the competition was much more thrilling than the first round.
Yang Yi made a move of "monstrous fire", and in an instant, the long sword lingered around the Dao Fire Pattern, stabbing and stabbing to make a burning sound, if someone accidentally touched, I am afraid that it will be burned through.
Zhou Tongxian saw that Yang Yi's long sword was red all over and was attacking him, during which countless fires hit the earth like meteorites, about to hit Zhou Tongxian. I saw that Zhou Tongxian immediately waved the long sword in his hand, and a one-foot high earthen wall appeared in front of him, and Shengsheng will block the long sword covered in fire and countless fires.
"The earth-based spell of the Earth Shattering Tower is really defense-oriented, and this 'Sinking Earth and Separated Stars' makes it very timely, if Senior Brother Zhou is one step slower, I am afraid that he will already be caught by the fire."
"It's really exciting, my heart is beating so badly, and I don't know who will win."
The two disciples behind Yuan Yang kept talking about the competition on the stage, most of Zhou Tongxian and Yang Yi's techniques, Yuan Yang couldn't understand them, she was very surprised, why Xiao Qingyu gave her the Five Elements Techniques recorded in the "Five Elements General Rules", and she had not seen any senior brother use them.
Maybe it's because Yuan Yang has seen fewer than the number of tests, so he feels that no disciple uses the spell of the "Five Elements General Rule".
Seeing that a stick of incense was about to burn out, the figures on the stage were staggered, and the two disciples behind Yuan Yang began to say again:
"Why haven't you decided yet? Should we have to rekindle a stick of incense again? ”
"I see, it's very possible, the strength of Senior Brother and Senior Brother Yang this week is comparable!"
Yuan Yang gasped, she felt how small her spells were at the moment, but the senior brothers on the stage were so powerful. Yuan Yang's eyes became a little gloomy, he slowly lowered his head, his hands tightly grasped the corners of his clothes, and the Yunsheng sword behind him seemed to feel the master's mood at the moment, and he actually patted her back lightly at the moment.
"Yun Sheng?" Yuan Yang was startled and whispered, "Thank you for comforting me." ”
"Boom!" As soon as the gong sounded, Yuan Yang was startled, and hurriedly looked at the stage, only to see Yang Yi half-kneeling on the ground, supporting his body with a long sword.
"Zhou Tongxian, Senior Brother Zhou won?" Yuan Yang read in a daze. Seeing Zhou Tongxian turn around and fly off the test platform, many disciples surrounded him, as if they were all asking him for some experience, Yuan Yang looked at it blankly, and said in his heart: "Is this the strength and joy that everyone can see the winner, but can't feel the sadness and sadness in the heart of the loser?" Thinking of this, Yuan Yang couldn't help but look at Yang Yi on the stage, only to see that he left the competition table weakly.
Yuan Yang sighed softly, thinking that if he was defeated, would he be embarrassed? Maybe it's worse than being embarrassed, and he can't move because he is injured all over his body, but he was carried off the test bench by the senior brothers?
No matter what, Yuan Yang didn't dare to think about it anymore.
"Next, it's the turn of Disciple No. 5 and Disciple No. 7 to play!" The examiner's voice rang out again.
As a result, the fifth and seventh disciples stepped on the flying sword and went to the competition platform.